XWL November To Remember: 11/20/2011 - 11/27/2011

Triple Threat Match

United States Championship




Shawn Michaels Vs Triple H Vs Kevin Steen (C)

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*As November to Remember continues, the camera is focused on Justin Roberts stood in the ring*

Justin Roberts:The following contest, is a triple threat match and it is for the United States championship! In the contest there are no disqualifications and no count outs. And the first individual to score a pinfall or submission will be the winner.

*As Justin Roberts introduces the next match-up the United States title match graphic appears on the screen, as the crowd in Madison Square Garden cheer*



*As the graphic ends, the camera's switch back to Justin Roberts for a few seconds, as the arena awaits the first participant in the match*



*As Shawn's theme hits the arena, the fans cheer for the Heartbreak Kid, as he walks onto the stage*

Justin Roberts: Introducing first, from San Antonio, Texas, weighing 225pounds, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels!

*And Shawn makes it about half way down the ramp, he stops still, then gets down to his knees pointing up to the heavens as his pyro goes off behind him left to right to left again, twice, then HBK jumps back up to his feet and begins to make his way to the ring again*

Michael Cole: He can pray all he wants, because he's going to need all the luck in the world if he thinks he's going to leave tonight, with the title around his waist!

Joey Styles: You've got to be kidding me, Shawn stands as much of a chance as either of the other two in his match and in his company as we all know, anything can happen.

Michael Cole: Well one thing I'm sure won't happen is Shawn Michaels leaving with the United States championship around his waist tonight, he might as well not of even shown up tonight.

Jim Ross: Shawn's as capable as anyone in this match, Cole, and you'd have to be a very stupid man to write-off the Showstopper in a big match like this one. When it's game time there are a very few amount of men that can hang with that man right there, and you don't need me to tell you Shawn Michaels has his game face on.

*As Shawn enters the ring he makes his way to the center with his arms spread out wide jumping and spinning in circles, until he stops and pose's in his signature stance for a few seconds as the camera pans from right to left, e finishes his pose as the camera switches to a shot from up in the rafters, as Shawn climbs onto a second turnbuckle as he looks out into the packed Garden*

Joey Styles: How many times have we seen Shawn do the impossible? What he lacks in size he more then makes up for it in agility, endurance and technical ability, there are few men to step into this ring that can out maneuver Shawn Michaels. This is Madison Square Garden, everyone ups their game in this building, this will take one great performance to come out champion tonight, and I have no doubt that Shawn Michaels is capable of that great performance.

Michael Cole: This isn't '97 anymore, it's 2011, I'll give the guy his dues, he used to be the best, but that was over a decade ago, this isn't the same Shawn Michaels that could do the impossible, this is the Shawn Michaels on his last legs, and against two guys like Triple H and the United States champion Kevin Steen? He doesn't stand a chance.

*As Shawn climbs down from the turnbuckle he removes his chaps, his theme slowly fades out, then he removes his chaps from the ring, and turns to face the titantron waiting for the second entrant*



*As Triple H's theme hits MSG fills with boo's anticipating the arrival of The Game*

Jim Ross: The crowd here tonight are making their opinions heard loud and clear right now, Triple H was never to concerned with being a crowd favourite and he further cemented that two months ago when he turned his back on Shawn Michaels.

*As Triple H's theme properly kicks in, The Game slowly walks out onto the stage, and stands still looking at the ground, as a small amount of smoke filters up from underneath his feet, as Hunter looks up and slowly looks into the crowd as the boo's continue, then he turns his head back to focusing on Michaels, as he takes a sip of his drink, then spraying it out of his mouth, as Hunter begins to head to the ring*

Justin Roberts: And from Greenwich, Connecticut, weighing 255 pounds, The Game, Triple H!

Joey Styles: This rivalry has been extreme personal from the get go, two former best friends, and now the best of rivals for these two the championship is almost an after thought, they just want to tear into each other.

Jim Ross: And that can only be an advantage for the champion, it's just business for Kevin Steen, he's wrestling with a level head, he'll be able to pick these two apart if they aren't careful.

Michael Cole: Triple H is never easy pickings, Triple H is always dangerous, not many men can trade blows with Triple H, he's a calculated man, always two steps ahead of his opponent, but will the emotion, the hatred of Shawn Michaels get in the way of that?

*As Hunter reaches his side, he stops staring right at Shawn Michaels in the ring, then he walks around the ring, and up the steps not taking an eye off Michaels as he takes around sip of his water, and pouring from of it over his head and throwing the bottle into the crowd, then turning around facing the fans spitting the water into the crowd, then climbing into the ring as Shawn wastes no time going on the offensive punching Triple H in the face as Triple H quickly replies in kind, as his theme suddenly stops*

Jim Ross: Michaels and Triple H! Not wasting anytime for the champion to get here, this one is personal.

Joey Styles: We talked about it just a second ago, and Michaels told us earlier, this will be a fight, and that’s exactly what we're seeing here!

*As Michaels and Hunter trade punches, Triple H quickly grabs HBK and throws him into the nearby corner and repeatedly punching Michaels until he falls down, and begins to stomp Michaels in the chest, until the referee manages to pull Triple H off him, and tries to restore some order to the match at the other side of the ring, and as Triple H turns around to focus on Shawn Michaels, HBK dives at him taking him down and going on the offensive punching Triple H in the head a few times until Triple H overpowers him reversing the rolls, then as Shawn turns it around again, the pair roll outside the ring they continue to brawl with each other*

Michael Cole: This referee has lost all control of this match, and it hasn't even started yet, by the time the champion gets out here there he might just have to cover one of them and it will be over.

Joey Styles: This match is anything goes, that's the beauty of these kinds of matches, those two can tear each other apart and nobody can do a thing to stop it.

Michael Cole: That's all well and good but these two men aren't out here for a match, they're here to fight, this whole thing is past settling it in a match-up, this isn't about winning a match, the United States championship, this is an all out war!

*As Hunter and Michaels continue to brawl, Triple H knee's Michaels in the gut then throws him over the Spanish announcers table, as he narrowly misses the commentators and crashes to the uncovered concrete on the floor. Whilst Triple H begins to remove the covering and the monitors from the table, Michaels begins to get back to his feet, but is quickly sent back to the floor, as The Game clocks him with a monitor then chucking it to the ground, then slowly walking over to the steel steps and dragging them in front of the Announcer's table, then turning his attention to Michaels going around the table to pick him up, but is clocked by Michaels with a steel chair and the crowd let out a huge cheer the camera's go for a close up on HBK's face revealing Michaels' head cut wide open and bleeding heavily from the shot with the monitor*

Jim Ross: What a chair shot by Michaels'! What more can these two men do to each other? Triple H is down, Michaels' is bleeding and the champion hasn't even arrived yet.

*As Triple H remains laying on the floor, Michael's still dazed from the blow to the head with blood dripping down his face slowly begins to drag Triple H up the steel steps teetering on the edge of falling off, as Michaels jumps down to the floor and over to the barricade as he props himself up against it, as the first row fans reach out trying to get a touch of the Heartbreak Kid with the fans chanting "HBK, HBK, HBK!", as he lays in wait for Triple H to get to his feet*

Michael Cole: If Michaels' is thinking what I think he is, then this is only going to end badly for both of these men.

Jim Ross: For the love of god, Shawn. Think this through, enough is enough, stop this before someone seriously gets hurt.

Joey Styles: The time for rationale thinking has long gone JR, that all went out the window at The Monster Bash, Triple H made sure Michaels' left in a stretcher, and now Shawn's looking to return the favour.

*As Triple H slowly gets to his feet still on top of the steel steps, Shawn begins to run towards him up the steps diving at him, but at the very last second, Triple H executes a brilliantly well scouted counter turning it into a Double A spinebuster, as both men go crashing through the Announcers table, as the entire crowd of Madison Square Garden jump off out of their seats exploding in a huge cheer chanting in full voice "HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!", as both men lay still, lifeless on the remains of the announcers table*

Jim Ross: And The Game had it scouted, reversing with that spinebuster, this match could very well be over before it even started! Let's take another look.

*The November to Remember logo swipes across the screen as a reply of the spinebuster begins to play*

Jim Ross: As you can see Michaels' going to take Triple H out of the equation, but what instinct from a semi-conscious Triple H, who probably doesn't even know where he is right now after that chairshot, turning it on Michaels' and driving him through the table!

Joey Styles That's the mark of a great wrestler right there, you can't teach that kind of thing, it's what separates the greats from the only alrights. And Triple H is certainly a great.

Michael Cole: But what about this match, can it even continue? Michaels' has lost a lot of blood and Triple H still hasn't moved.

*As both men remain unmoved, medical personnel rush down to ringside to check on the two men*

Michael Cole: Just look at the carnage left here, there's blood everywhere, the Spanish announcers table has been destroyed, and neither of them have moved in minutes, and this crowd are loving every second of it!

*As the medical team checks on Shawn Michaels' the crowd begin to boo as the match has seemingly been cancelled*

Jim Ross: Well Ladies and Gentlemen nobody likes to see a match end up like this, especially such an anticipated one like this, but the well being of the competitors has to be considered, and Shawn's history with back injuries is no secret, and we have to take every precaution necessary to make sure he will be alright.

*As the medical team continue to treat Shawn Michaels' on the floor, Triple H slowly pulls himself to his feet using the steel steps as a leaning post, then raises his arms as if he just secured a victory over his rival, causing the fans boo's the intensify. As Hunter's arms remain raised, soaking in the boo's and jeer's suddenly the music of the United States champion hits the arena, quickly changing the crowd's boo's into loud cheers, as Triple H's face turns to shock*



Michael Cole: Oh my god. Kevin Steen is finally here, and Triple H looks as if he's just saw a ghost.

Joey Styles: Triple H just spent a lot of his energy on taking Michaels' out, I think he forgot that this was a Triple Threat match!

*As Kevin Steen walks out on the stage, the cheers from the crowd get louder, as the champion makes his way down to ringside with intent*

Jim Ross: Kevin Steen on his way to the ring! This match can finally get under way, and it's clearly a huge advantage to the champion!

Michael Cole: This isn't fair! Triple H barely knows where he is right now.

Joey Styles: You have to give credit to the champion though, it's not his problem that Triple H's and Michaels' emotions got the better of them.

*As Kevin Steen approaches the ring, Triple H quickly grabs the steel chair that HBK previously used on The Game and rolls into the ring, just as Kevin Steen is about to enter the ring as well*

Michael Cole: How smart is Triple H? Always aware of his surroundings, and that steel chair right there is the equaliser!

*Steen stands outside the ring considering whether or not to enter for a few seconds, then quickly rolls inside the ring, and ducks under a wild swing by The Game, then kneeing Triple H in the gut, forcing him to drop the chair then drilling the challenger with a DDT and quickly covering Triple H*

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*As the referee is about to count to three, Triple H lifts his shoulder up at the last second, and Kevin Steen begins stomping on Triple H, and a stretcher is wheeled down for Shawn Michaels*

Joey Styles: It looks like this match is over for Michaels', before it even started.

Jim Ross: It's a shame too, but I don't think either of the other two could careless right now, this match is now effectively a one on one match between Triple H and Kevin Steen.

Michael Cole: And that's how it should of been all along, one on one for the United States championship.

*Steen grabs Triple H by his head pulling him to his feet, then picking him up in a body slam position and carrying him over to the turnbuckle placing him in the tree of woe position, then walks over to the opposite turnbuckle, then wasting on time charging at Triple H driving his entire body into Triple H's face with a rolling senton, as Triple H falls back to the mat, then Steen quickly dragging Hunter to the middle of the ring, and goes for the Package Piledriver, but as he waists time motioning cutting his throat, The Game drops down to one knee and hits Steen with a low blow, as both men hit the mat*

Jim Ross: What a desperation move by The Cerebral Assassin, you've got to hand it to that S.O.B. he had that Piledriver well scouted, and took advantage over Steen's arrogance.

*As both men lay on the mat, the medical team have finally got Michaels' on the stretcher, and begin to wheel him out, as the crowd applaud him*

Joey Styles: What a shame for Michaels', for his night to end like this, was far from what he envisioned it, and now we can only hope he makes a speedy recovery.

Jim Ross: You know Michaels' is never one to lay down easily, and there's no way they'd of got him on that stretcher if he could help it.

*As Michaels' is carted off, Triple H slowly lays an arm over Steen going for the cover*

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*Steen kicks out at an early two and quickly grabs Triple H's stray arm, and rolls over into a Crippler Crossface, as Triple H begins to shout out in agony*

Michael Cole: Steen with the crossface! What a counter by the champion! This one could be over in a matter of seconds.

Jim Ross: And remember there are no disqualifications, a rope break can't make him break the hold, Triple H needs to find a way out of this and fast!

*As Steen applies more and more pressure, the noise in the arena grows and grows as they can feel the match is coming to an end, and Triple H instinctively tries to grab the bottom rope*

Joey Styles: Triple H is near the ropes, but I don't think he's realised that the ropes won't do a thing, Kevin Steen's about to retain his title!

*As Triple H eventually grabs the ropes, but the referee doesn't start the five count, he shouts that the ref "Get him off me", but as nothing comes of it, Triple H pulls himself closer and closer to the ropes, then starts clawing at the apron pulling himself out of the ring, as both men land on the padded surface outside forcing Steen to break to hold*

Michael Cole: Amazing ring awareness by Triple H right there, he stayed calm and collected and found a way to break the hold.

Jim Ross: He's a true ring general he's always so aware of his surroundings, and that right there just saved Triple H's chance to be champion.

*Still hurting from the Crossface, Triple H stays laying on the floor, as Kevin Steen easily gets back to his feet, and kicks The Game in the gut whilst he lays on the floor, before picking him up, and ramming him back first into the side of the ring, then grabbing him by the head, and throwing him into the ring post, sending him crashing back down to the floor, as Steen begins removing the padding from the barricade*

Jim Ross: Kevin Steen just proving to be too much for the challenger right now, as the physical effects from before the match have clearly taken their toll on The Game.

*As Steen rips the padding off the barricade, he goes to pick Hunter up again, whose laying face down near the apron, and as he picks him up Triple H hits Steen in the rib cage with his sledgehammer, and the crowd boo Triple H again, as Steen drops to the floor*

Joey Styles: What a shot by Triple H, this could be the opening point he needed. That sledgehammer has won Triple H countless of matches, and it could of done the trick again tonight!

Jim Ross: I don't like his methods, but it's no disqualifications, anything goes.

Michael Cole: And how about that the same sledgehammer that landed Shawn Michaels' in the hospital twice, could of just won Triple H the United States championship, and earned Steen a bed next to Michaels' in the hospital tonight.

*Almost instantly Triple H goes on the attack unrelentlessly pounding Kevin Steen in the head with lefts and rights, before picking him up and slamming him head first into the exposed guard rail, as the crowd continue to boo him, then grabbing him again, and driving his head into it again for added measure*

Jim Ross: Triple H is like a shark in water, he spotted a weakness and took full advantage of it, turning this match fully in Triple H's favour!

Michael Cole: We could be seeing a new champion here tonight, and his name is Triple H!

*As The Game throws Kevin Steen back into the ring, and rolls back in himself, he walks over to the steel chair still laying on the mat from before, and picks it up in wait for Steen to get to his feet*

Jim Ross: If Triple H connects with this chair it's all over for Kevin Steen!

*Steen slowly begins to pull himself up with the ropes with blood slowly trickling out of his mouth, he manages to get hold of the top rope, and tries to steady himself, and slowly turns around as Triple H swings with the chair again, but somehow Steen ducks out of the way again, causing the chair to bounce off the ropes, and hit Hunter in the face, forcing him to hit the mat, as Steen goes for the cover*

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*At the very last second Triple H manages to kick out, as a look of shock comes across Kevin Steen's face, then he wastes no time in placing The Game between his legs, and lifting him him before planting him back on the mat with his finisher move the Package Piledriver, and going for the cover again*

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*Again somehow Triple H kicks out as milliseconds before the referee counts the three, causing Steen to get up and start shouting at the referee for a slow count*

Joey Styles: How is this match still going? These men have taken a beating, and I can't believe Triple H is still able to kick out!

Jim Ross: This is well a truly gut check time for both men, now it's all about who has the most left in the tank.

*As Kevin Steen continues to berate the referee, Triple H begins to move again slowly getting to his feet and grabbing the steel chair yet again, then as Steen stops shouting at the referee, and turns around The Game finally connects with a chair shot to Steen's head, and Hunter drops to his knee's a cover's the champion*

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*Kevin Steen once again kicks out, as Triple H looks at Steen in shock, who quickly grabs Steen by the head and lifts him up, before kicking him in the guy, and places his head between his legs and hooking Steen’s arms prompting him to shout at the crowd "NOW IT'S OVER", causing the crowd to boo before hitting a huge pedigree and going for the cover*

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*Unbelievably Kevin Steen managed to kick out just in time again, enraging Triple H now convinced that the referee gave him a slow count, stands up and walks over to the referee, and punches him in the face, laying him out, and grabbing the referee by the head and dragging him to the middle of the ring just next to Steen, and forcing his head between Hunter’s legs, hooking his arms, then turning around so the camera's can see it properly, as The Game smirks at the camera as if to say "I don't give a shit" and drilling the referee with a pedigree*

Jim Ross: That son of a bitch! What did he do that for?

Michael Cole: Triple H is irate, and he can't believe he didn't put Steen away right there, but now there's no referee.

*As Triple H returns his attention to Kevin Steen he picks the champion back up, and goes to kick him in the gut again, but Steen manages to catch his foot, and hits him with a clothesline, then as Triple H gets back up another clothesline, then as Hunter gets up for a second time, he whips The Game into the turnbuckle, then charges at him with another clothesline sending Triple H to the mat, as the crowd cheer for Steen's second wind, who waste's no time in picking Triple H back up, and hitting him with a second Package Piledriver, and going for the cover not noticing that Triple H knocked the referee out as the crowd count the would be pin fall "1, 2, 3, 4, 5"... Then as Steen notices nobody was there to count the pinfall, he walks over to the referee, and tries to wake him up by poking him with his foot, as as he turns his attentions back to Triple H he gets clocked by another chair shot, and Triple H goes for the cover, as a few seconds go by, a second referee runs down the ramp and slides into the ring to begin the count*

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*Having being given the extra few seconds to recover, Kevin Steen manages to kick out once more at the last second, causing Triple H to lose it once again punching to new referee to the mat like the first one, then pushing both referees out of the way, as the boo's from the crowd intensify, he then grabs the chair and places it in the middle of the ring, before grabbing Kevin Steen by the head, and preparing him from the pedigree on top of the chair with Madison Square Garden booing excessively when...*



*As Shawn Michaels' theme hits the arena, the entire of the crowd are on their feet cheering as the Heartbreak Kid makes his return to the match slowly walking out onto the stage with stitches in his head, and his ribs heavily taped up, as Triple H pushes Steen to one side and challenges Shawn to come into the ring*

Jim Ross: BY GOD! It's Shawn Michaels! The Heartbreak Kid is making his way to the ring, and Madison Square Garden is deafening!

Joey Styles: Taped and stitched up and all, HBK doesn't go down without a fight and you know he's only got his eyes on Triple H!

Jim Ross: We thought his night was over after the spinebuster through the announcers table earlier on, by his guys just full of surprises.

Michael Cole: What's he doing here? He should be in hospital, don't be proud Shawn just stay down and let Triple H get the glory for once!

*As Shawn reaches to top of the ramp, he begins to run down to the ring without a second thought he slides into the ring and trades punches with Triple H once more, back and forth for a few punches, Michaels' quickly gains the advantage being the fresher man, and takes a quick step back, and goes to unleash a Superkick to Triple H, who read to situation and rolls out of the ring just in time. Then Shawn quickly goes over to the ropes, and leaps over them landing on Triple H with a Plancha, then slowly punching Triple H right between the eyes three times*

Jim Ross: Michaels' is taking it to Triple H, and he doesn't seem to be affected from earlier tonight.

*Shawn stops the attack on Triple H, allowed him to get to his feet, only to knock him back down with a clothesline right next to the Announcers table, as Triple H crawls over to the steel steps, and upon getting to his feet, Shawn runs over and bulldogs Triple H's face onto them*

Joey Styles: Michaels' doesn't look as if he's missed a beat, he's in rare form tonight, and he's feeding of the energy from the crowd right now.

Jim Ross: This is the Shawn Michaels' of the old, he's might not be showing it right now, but you know it every time he moves it kills him.

*As Triple H's skull bounces off the steps, HBK then rolls back into the ring to turn his attention onto Kevin Steen who's using the turnbuckle to keep himself up, as Shawn approaches him, and chops him across the chest, as the crowd shout "Woo!" upon the chop hitting Steen's chest, then as Shawn chops him again the crowd return with another "Woo!", then Shawn grabs Steen by the neck in a position to hit a DDT, and drags him to the middle of the ring, and lets go of Steen's neck before slapping him across the face, quickly waking Steen up, enraging the big Canadian who quickly slaps Shawn back, then replies with a HUGE Superkick out of nowhere!*

Jim Ross: Sweet Chin Music! Michaels' hit the superkick on the champion!

*As Michaels' covers Steen, the referee's both still down, the crowd begin to shout "1, 2, 3"*

Jim Ross: Wake up ref! Damn it, this one should be over, Shawn Michaels' should be the champion right now. DAMNIT!

Michael Cole: Just like how Kevin Steen had this match won early but the referee wasn't up to count the fall.

*As Shawn stops going for the pinfall upon realising the referee's are both down, he walks over to Kevin Steen's legs, then turns and looks at the camera and shrugs his shoulders and gives a cheeky smile, before picking up Steen's legs and applying the Sharpshooter in the middle of the ring, and the crowd are now mixed between boo's and cheer's*

Jim Ross: Could this be any more fitting? Kevin Steen brought this up a few weeks ago, Survivor Series 1997, the Montreal Screwjob, Shawn Michaels' applying the sharpshooter to Kevin Steen just like he did the Bret Hart fourteen years ago.

Joey Styles: But there's no referee, Shawn Michaels' can't win without a referee.

*As Steen screams in pain, he begins to crawl over to the ropes trying to get some leverage to break the hold, but Shawn quickly reacts by dragging Steen back to the middle of the ring away from the ropes, and the boo's and cheer's from the crowd grow larger and larger, as the second referee begins to regain consciousness*

Jim Ross: This could be it, we could have a new champion! Michaels' with the sharpshooter, right in the middle of the ring, the champ has nowhere to go and it must be killing him right now!

*As the referee checks on Steen the agony on his face seems to be unbearable as he's teetering on the edge of tapping out seeming like it's all he can do to not do so raising his hand to tap out, then deciding against it at the last second, screaming in pain*

Michael Cole: Not this way! Not Michaels', please, not Michaels'

*As Shawn continues to apply the pressure on Steen's back, finally the pain appears to be too much as Steen lifts his hand once more about to tap out, as almost as if from out of nowhere Triple H hits Shawn Michaels' in the back with a clothesline, as all three men crash to the mat*

Joey Styles: Triple H saving the match for him and Kevin Steen right there, as Steen looked as if he was about to throw in the towel.

Jim Ross: He was about to tap out without a doubt, I can't begin to feel the amount of pain inflicted by the sharpshooter right here though.

*As Steen lays on the mat in agony, Triple H and Michaels' slowly to to their feet at the same same, as once again they start to trade punches, back and forth, left and rights, until just like with Kevin Steen, Michaels' attempts a Superkick from out of nowhere, but Triple H manages to catch his boot, and throw it back down to the floor, and kicks Shawn in the gut, and quickly hooks his arms, and delivers a Pedigree, but too exhausted to attempt the pin, Hunter crashes to the mat again, then slowly drapes an arm over Shawn's body*

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*Shawn kicks out and the crowd let out a huge cheer as the match continues! As Triple H's head slumps to the mat with all three men on the mat exhausted from the physicality of this match*

Michael Cole: How is this match still going on, this has been a total war, these three men have gone to hell and back for the United States championship. None of them can stand up, and yet none of them have lost to will of keep on fighting, matches like these are why I love this company, only in XWL can you see matches of this level.

Joey Styles: You can say that again, Cole. I don't see how this match is going to end, it's been carnage since before the match even started, and these men are still able to keep on going.

*As Triple H and HBK lay on the floor, Steen crawls over to Michaels' grabbing onto his foot and tries to pull him to the center of the ring, but to tired, Steen stops trying to do so, then slowly gets to his feet and tries again, slowly succeeding, then applying a sharpshooter of his own to the Heartbreak Kid*

Jim Ross: Steen with the sharpshooter! He's got it locked in, Michaels' is done for! Remember that surgically repaired back of his, and he's already took a load of punishment on it tonight.

*Always resolute HBK does all that he can not to succumb to tapping out, refusing at the offer to give up from the referee, but as the seconds go by the pain is visibly getting the better of Michaels' trying to grab to ropes even though he's nowhere near them as he slowly begins to lose consciousness*

Michael Cole: Michaels' is out, check him ref!

*As Steen continues to apply the pressure the ref holds Shawn's arm up, then let's it go and it drops to the mat*

Michael Cole: One!

*As the referee checks it again, Michaels' hand drops to the mat for a second time, as the record begin to chant "HBK, HBK, HBK" trying to will him on*

Michael Cole: Two! Come on, just one more!

*As the referee goes in for the final time, he raises Shawn's arm, then let's going as his arm begins the sail towards the mat, but just before it drops completely Triple H dives in propping Michaels' hand up to prevent the match ending*

Michael Cole: No!

Jim Ross: What a save by Triple H right there!

*As Hunter drops Shawn's arm, he quickly punches Kevin Steen in the face, getting him to let go of the hold, as Triple H continues to punch the champion into the ring ropes, then whipping him to the ropes, and upon Steen running back, Hunter attempts a wild clothesline which Steen ducks under, then on his second rebound Triple H quickly gets the high knee up connecting with Steen's forehead, then turning around and hitting Michaels' with a Facebuster, and as Michaels' stays standing Triple H hits him with a neckbreaker, and goes for the cover*

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*Upon the two count, Steen stomps on Triple H breaking up the pin, then kicking Triple H in the chest as Shawn and Hunter lay next to each other in the ring, and Steen slowly approaches the near-by turnbuckle*

Jim Ross: What's he doing? Why isn't he going for the cover? He could have this match won.

Joey Styles: He wants to make sure he has no doubt in winning, and he might just do that with this move right here.

*As Kevin climbs up the turnbuckle, and crowd begin to get to their feet in anticipation of the high risk move by the big man, and as Steen gets to the top, he looks over his shoulder to make sure both men are in the same position, then Steen braces himself diving backwards to hit the moonsault, but Michaels quickly ducks out of the way, and Triple H manages to get his knee's up, hitting Steen right in the get, as he crashes and burns to the mat*

Michael Cole: What a counter by The Game! That could be it right there.

Jim Ross: Kevin Steen wasted a lot of time setting that up and it's cost him dearly!

*As Triple H and Steen both lay on the mat, Michaels' make his way to his feet, noticing both men on the mat, as he uses the turnbuckle to keep him standing, then quickly looks into the crowd, with them still on their feet, Shawn raises his foot in the air, and stomps in onto the mat, as the crowd cheer*

Jim Ross: It looks like it's time for some Sweet Chin Music!

Joey Styles: The crowd are on their feet for HBK, but who will be on the receiving end?

*As Shawn stomps on the mat again, the crowd stomp along, each time getting louder and louder, as Triple H slowly begins to get to his feet, Shawn makes his way over to The Game, almost kicking his head off with the Superkick as the crowd burst out in a cheer*

Joey Styles: Superkick to The Game, this one could be over!

*As Shawn goes for the cover, the crowd shout along with the referee's count*

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*As the crowd pre-emotively shout 3, Steen makes an absolute last ditch save pushing Michaels' off Triple H, and going for the cover himself*

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*At the last second Triple H kicks out, as the crowd cheer this match continuing, Steen looks on in shock*

Michael Cole: He kicked out! Triple H kicked out! Will this match end ever? These men seem unbeatable here tonight!

Jim Ross: What more can they do to each other? These men have given it all, and it's been one hell of a spectacle.

Joey Styles: You can say that again, JR, we're witnessing something special right now, and they're showing no signs of giving up just yet!

*As Shawn and Steen stare at each other, they begin trading punches with each other as they get back to each others feet, back and forth as the crowd continue to cheer them on as they trade blow, as the rate of punches begin to slow down, Kevin Steen begins to gain the advantage hitting harder then Shawn ever could, as Steen continues to hit blow after blow to Shawn's head, he reopens Shawn's stitches, as the Heartbreak Kid begins to bleed again, and is visibly on tiring leg barely able to stand, and seeing this Kevin goes for that one big knock down punch, but Shawn narrowly ducks underneath it, then hitting Steen with a Reverse Atomic Drop, then punching him in the face, knocking him down, but turning to a barely on his feet Triple H and hitting him with a Body Slam, and falling over hitting after, and HBK begins to crawl to the ropes*

Jim Ross: Just look at the fire, the passion, the never say die attitude of Shawn Michaels!

Joey Styles: This is truly amazing, how this man is still standing I'll never know but to be able to lift a two 250 pound men in quickly succession I'll never know, and now he's going to the top rope. And as our broadcasting partner Michael Cole would say Vintage Shawn Michaels!

*As Shawn climbs up to the top rope, still dazed and on jelly legs, he flicks his hair out of his face, as he kneels perching on the top rope, and the crowd get on their feet Shawn dives off ploughing his elbow to his rib cage of Triple H, then quickly bouncing back up to his feet, and into another corner*

Joey Styles: It failed earlier tonight, but that was just the dressed rehearsal, Madison Square Garden, are you ready?...for some Sweet Chin Music?!

*Just like earlier in the match, as Shawn stamps his foot on the mat, the entire arena join in, one, two, three, four, five, almost at the same time Kevin Steen and Triple H begin to make their way to their feet*

Jim Ross: Who's Shawn going to go for? Triple H or Kevin Steen?

Michael Cole: Not like this!

*Turning his attention to Triple H, Shawn goes for a swift kick to Hunter's face but as Shawn raises his foot, Triple H catches it, and spins him around, kicking Shawn in the gut, and hooking his arms*

Michael Cole: In knew it Triple H is going to be champion, all hail the King of Kings!

*Quickly Shawn tries to drop to his knee's to wriggle free, but Triple H's grip is just too tight, as the crowd begin to boo the inevitable, then out of nowhere Kevin Steen swings at Triple H hitting him directly between the eyes with a steel chair bending it around Hunter's skull, and the crowd explode into a frenzy*

Joey Styles: That sounded like a gunshot!

Jim Ross: You could hear that all the way from Texas, and look at that chair!

Joey Styles: It's safe to say nobodies going to be sitting on that any more.

*As Steen holds the bent arm above his head, looking down at Triple H's body, from side ways on Shawn Michaels' hits the US champion with Sweet Chin Music, as the crowd explode once again*

Jim Ross: Michaels' with the Superkick to the champion! Steen's down, Triple H is down! And Michaels' is crawling over to the champion.

Michael Cole: No, not this way! Kick out Steen. Please god!

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*As the referee counts to three, the timekeeper rings to bell signalling the end of an epic match-up, and the crowd cheer again, as the victors theme begins to blast out through the arena*



*As the crowd continue to celebrate, the referee pulls Shawn off of Steen's body, and places the championship in his hands as Justin Roberts announces the winner*

Justin Roberts: And the winner of this match, and NEW United States champion, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels!

*As the winner announcement is welcomed by another round of cheers, Shawn Michaels slowly gets back up to his feet, and lifts his new title above his head*

Jim Ross: New champion! We have a new United States champion! Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels has done it!

Joey Styles: Just listen to the ovation, what an effort by all three men, but it's only about that man right there, Shawn Michaels!

Michael Cole: This is a travesty, how can that man Shawn Michaels represent Redemption and the United States of America? He's not fit to be champion!

*Shawn climbs the turnbuckle near the former Spanish announcers table, and stands on the second rope, and holds his title up for the fans again, as the camera switches to replies of some of the highlights of the match*

Joey Styles: What a match, it was all action from the word go, it all started before the champion had arrived, where Michaels and Triple H brawled at ringside, and after Triple H had busted Michaels wide open with a television monitor, and hit HBK with a Spinebuster through the announcers table, leading Shawn to leave in a stretcher as the champion entered the match

Michael Cole: And he should of went to the hospital, then we wouldn't of had to see this disaster!

Jim Ross: Why don't you show some respect, Cole? And as champion and challenger fought it quickly turned ugly, as the steel chair was reintroduced, and so was the sledgehammer, as Triple H hit Steen in the ribs with it, and had the match seemingly won, when he was about to hit the pedigree on the chair, and Shawn Michaels' re-entered the fray to everyone's surprise.

Joey Styles: As Shawn finally made this match the triple threat it was intended to be, all three men fought valiantly, as all three came within a second of winning the match on more then one occasion, none more optimized when Kevin Steen forced Shawn Michaels to pass out in the Sharpshooter submission, only for Triple H to prevent Shawn's hand hitting the mat for the third time to make the match continue.

Jim Ross: And then as the match came to a close Michaels dug deep hitting the flying elbow onto The Game, and thanks to Kevin Steen stopping Triple H replying with a pedigree with one of the hardest chair shots I may ever see, Michaels was able to hit Sweet Chin Music once again on Kevin Steen, and he scored the victory.

*As the highlight package ends, Shawn is now walking up the ramp, high fives the fans on the camera right side of the ramp, with with championship around his waist*

Joey Styles: And there you have it, the new United States champion, congrats Shawn!

*As Shawn continues to high five fans, the camera slowly fades out to a black screen, as a commercial for the next XWL pay-per-view X-Treme X-mas begins to play*

As November To Remember returns we are brought backstage where we see The Brian Kendrick sitting in what looks to be a lounge area.

{The Brian Kendrick}
Welcome ladies and gentleman to my humble abode away from home. You see, when you're on the road as much as I am your house is anything but your home, each and every arena that I compete in, all the tour buses, the ring, everything about this business is my home. Whenever I arrive at an arena I find a area that I can call my own, a place that where I can mentally prepare for my match, and tonight I found this little lounge and have settled in here as I await to face The Hurricane, but this isn't just any lounge, there are positive vibrations encircling this lounge for it is The Brian Kendrick's Lounge, The BK Lounge..



The camera pans out and we see Jeff Hardy and Drew McIntyre sitting around the room on a variety of couches and lounge chairs

{The Brian Kendrick}
Now tonight I have invited two wrestlers whom you have heard little from in the recent past, but here in the BK Lounge I am going to do something that Foley has refused to do, I'm going to let you be heard. Now you guys want a beer?

Kendrick reaches into a cooler and pulls out a couple of beers, he hands one to McIntyre.

{The Brian Kendrick}
What about you Jeff? Do you want one?



{Jeff Hardy}
Sure.

{Drew McIntyre}
Aren't you on probation or something?

{Jeff Hardy}
What are you? My mom?

Hardy grabs a beer as Kendrick continues

{The Brian Kendrick}
Well then, onto my first question... The four of you have been in the background for a while now, a mere shadow of what you once were if you don't mind me saying, for example Jeff, you were once a big player in the XWL, a main eventer and future World Heavyweight Champion, but as of late you've been silenced by Foley. And as for you Drew, you haven't even been booked in the last couple of months, and why? Because Mick would rather have his money makers taking the chances away from the truly deserving, away from all of you, all of us. I also have tasted glory only to have it taken away from me by Foley, I was once a World Heavyweight Champion before he unjustly fired me.. That is why for the past few months I've been preaching about The X-Treme Title, explaining how shots should be granted to the overlooked, to wrestlers like us, but week after week Foley put one trick ponies such as Chris Sabin, Mark Henry, JBL, and Zack Ryder in front of us, in front of the truly deserving. And not one of them turned out to be a successful champion, a true champion, a champion that will turn heads, a champion that people will actually want to hear speak, a champion that I will soon be, and that you all could be in the near future now that Foley has finally started to realize what justice truly is by taking the first step towards an X-Treme Division. Finally we will be able to make a name for ourselves again and work our way back up to where we once were, finally we will have a reason to actually show up to every Breakdown or Redemption, a way to be in the spotlight once again. Now my question to you is this.. What do you think your chances are at becoming X-Treme Champion now that the X-Treme Division is in the making? Jeff?



Kendrick turns his attention to Hardy

Jeff Hardy
Well since you put it that way Brian, I think that my chances are higher than anyone thinks. My long history of pain and suffering will come to an end, because in two weeks I will make a great impact to the XWL by returning and proving that I am one of the most exponential superstars in the X-Treme Division. I am grateful for this chance to actually matter, to be heard, and I thank you for that Kendrick, but I will warn you that hate will serve as a must in order to truly know me, and there is nothing that will stand in my way towards becoming champion.



Jeff Hardy
But to answer your question in a term that everyone can understand... I am the best thing that has happened to this industry. After all, I am the Anti-Christ of professional wrestling, and I will become the X-Treme Champion in due time.



{The Brian Kendrick}
Once I defeat Christian and bring the X-Treme Title where it truly belongs, to the X-Treme Division, I hope that I have the opportunity to face you Jeff.. How about you Drew? How do you feel about the new X-Treme Division? A Division where we will finally get noticed by putting our bodies on the line every week?



Drew:
The idea of taking all the talent that has been left to one side and putting it all together now that's brilliant. Now that the people that were forced to fly under the radar will be given an opportunity to make a name for themselves. I mean just look around the XWL and see the kind of people that gets matches.. They're your typical generic good guy. They don't have the balls to go in there and come out hurting, no, they have to have matches where they won't get hurt, unlike the X-Treme Matches that we will soon endure.



Drew:
Now you see, when I was first signed to XWL none of my opponents even bothered showing up for my matches. Surely that means that I'm a force to be reckoned with. But no, instead I get sent straight down the rankings to the point where I don't even get a match.



Drew:
Now back to your question Brian, I think that this X-Treme Title that you've been pushing for is a great idea because now I can have matches against real men that couldn't give two shits about a broken nail. This means we'll have some matches that will go down in XWL history as some of the greatest, huh Brian? I'm glad that you spoke out for all of us who have been overlooked, may there always be a market for what we do.

He takes a swig from his beer and smiles as Kendrick looks directly into the camera as if he is trying to sear a hole in it with his glare

{The Brian Kendrick}
You see that Mick? Drew McIntyre here has a voice! Drew McIntyre has the potential to be a big part of the future of the XWL, but did you let him show this? Did you give him a chance to prove his talent? No. But onto my next question.. What are your thoughts on The Resistance? The group consisting of Cody Rhodes, Tyson Kidd, Chris Hero, Layla, and myself, who's goal is to uhhm, well I'd like to think that our goal is to restore justice to the XWL by demanding a change to achieve a better future for everyone in the XWL. I sure hopes Cody knows what he's doing after he put all of our contracts on the line without confiding with any of us, just so that he can gain a creative clause contract for himself and Chris Hero. Sorry, I had to let that out.. I guess what I'm trying to ask is do you think that The Resistance is doing any good here in the XWL?



Drew:
Well Brian in my honest opinion you are just being manipulated to do Rhodes's dirty work. Just look at the facts, you want to bring justice to the XWL and Cody noticed this and twisted your point of view to the point where you've taken part in a gang assault which is nothing like the justice you claim to want. While you try for a positive change for more than just yourself, all they do is ask for title shots or bitch about the way XWL is run.



Drew:
You said that you like to think your role here in XWL is to restore order and you're right in a sense because that is your role, but not The Resistance's, no, theirs is to help Cody get whatever he wants. I mean Rhodes would put all of your contracts on the line without confiding with any of you to gain a creative clause contract for himself and Chris Hero?!?! Now does that sound like it would do any good for you? Does that seem like something a just leader would do? No it's what Cody's doing in order to keep control of you.



Drew:
Brian I'm not only saying this to you as a mate, but also as a fellow competitor, I know when someone is being used and you're a prime example. You have the potential to be great but there's no way that being Cody's lapdog will help you achieve that goal. I'm warning you now man, you've gotta get out before this shit hits the fan.

{The Brian Kendrick}
I don't care if Mick puts me in harms way, I can deal, my goal is to win the X-Treme Title for all of you, the overlooked, I'm not winning the title just for myself, I'd be okay with defending it in any match type once I win it, as long as the competitors are in the X-Treme Division, as long as the title stays where it belongs, with us, the X-Tremists. I agree with every point that The Resistance is making, but the fact of the matter is.. your right. Cody seems to only be concerned about himself, like he only cares about keeping his body out of harms way, but there is more to him then meets the eye. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy dealing out a beat down to the likes of CM Punk or Randy Orton just as much as the other guy, but I want my match for the title to be because I EARNED it, because I truly have earned it, I don't want The Resistance to have anything to do with my match, it's my shot that I earned on my own by winning all of my matches and making my case on the mic. I doubt Mick is even listening to me now, actually, I doubt anyone is, I mean, who wants to listen to a bunch of jobbers right? Wrong. They'll soon see what we are truly capable once I defeat Christian and bring about the second step towards the creation of the X-Treme Division. You know, I feel like I have more in common with all of you then the rest of The Resistance, other than Tyson Kidd of course. What about you Jeff? What do you think?



Jeff Hardy
I know that like you said, Cody probably isn't listening right now, but I'll speak to him in the hopes that he takes the five seconds out of his pathetic life to listen to the people who don't matter in his mind. You see Cody.. Brian, Myself and Drew here have all something in common. Patience.. Patience is something we all have in us but only so few of the rest of the wrestles backstage are willing to wait. You are that some, we are the ones who are willing to wait. You see, we earn things, not take. Just like we will all one day earn a shot at the X-Treme Title and face each other in great matches of epic proportions.



*He drinks the rest of his beer

Jeff Hardy
You walk around with a pompous attitude just like the NWO, trying scare the shit out of everyone backstage. The ground you walk on you take advantage of everyday.You dont deserve what you got going towards you Cody. I hope that the X-Treme Division's arrival helps you see the light Brian.

{The Brian Kendrick}
I like how you said that, we wait yet they take, we wish to earn, they wish to be given. But as for myself "seeing the light"... Well, I guess time will only tell, like you said, patience is a virtue, and I will wait to see what Cody's response to this is, if there even is one, if he even cares.. I truly do hope that the two of you earn a shot at the X-Treme title soon, it's wrestlers like you two that I fight for, wrestlers who have talent inside them but haven't been given the opportunity to let it shine. I hope that we all face each other in due time, because soon there will be a time when we all have a voice, when we all are given a time to step out into the spotlight, a time where we will have a goal, a time where we will actually have a title to work towards, it has truly been a pleasure being able to speak amongst friends, if there is ever a time either of you need help I'll be there, The X-Treme Division wrestlers needs to stick together, thank you for your time..


#WeHaveVoicesToo

We head to a video package highlighting the Randy Orton/Christian rivalry. It starts with Christian and Orton's first confrontation on the 2nd of October which ended with Christian brutally hitting Orton in the ribs with a Steel Chair. Then Orton and Christian brawling the next week only to be seperated by security. The video then fades into The Highlight Reel where Mark Henry formed an alliance with Christian to take out Orton. Followed up by the intense Monster Bash Match where Batista helped Orton from an attack, the video then dimly fades out to Christian shouting “SAY HI TO YOUR DADDY, ALANNA!” at The Monster Bash. The sound of him saying that repeats over and over as we head backstage where Todd Grisham is standing with both Orton and Christian.



[Todd Grisham] Christian, Randy. Tonight you two men face off in a match but you both agreed to this pre-match interview and I thank you for your time. You've had numerous confrontations with each other and it all comes to blows tonight, just the both of you settling this with no distractions. Two men have been severely injured in the crossfire of you men when they interjected themselves into this feud. Mark Henry and Batista, two men who are now on the shelf. Before you go out to have your match, is there any last things you'd like to say to each other?

Christian is the first to speak.



[Christian]
Yeah, Todd. I got something to say. Do you know who put Batista & Mark Henry on the shelf? It was me, Todd. All my plans have leaded to tonight. Tonight at November to Remember I will take out the very last man who cost me my Intercontinental Championship and put him into the hospital next to Batista & Mark Henry. Randy, you made the worst mistake of your life when you decided to cost me the match. Before my match against Wade Barrett I was just the new and improved Christian. But now, now I am the new and improved, dominating, ruthless Christian who cares about one thing. And that is vengeance. Vengeance for ruining what was supposed to be my night. Vengeance for what was supposed to be mine, the Intercontinental Championship. Randy, you're focusing on the World Championship, you say? But how do you ever wanna win it knowing that I'll be there to stop you and also ruin your greatest night just like you ruined mine. I'm gonna beat you, but we will be far from over at that very moment. I will lay your head on one of those steel chairs and grab the other one and then... then I'll cut the head off the Viper.



Orton lightly laughs before talking.

[Randy Orton] You're going to cut the head off The Viper, huh? That's pretty funny. I'd like to see you try that, Christian. There's not a hope in hell that you're going to stop me before I kick you in the head and put you into the hospital next to Batista and Mark Henry. Where they would hopefully get their own personal revenge against you. If one of us is out for vengeance then it's me, all you want is gold, it shows your greed and it shows your true colours. But let's face it, you had your Intercontinental Title match. You lost, whether Batista and I played a part in it wouldn't have mattered because either way we all knew Wade Barrett would still beat you. You can stop crying and complaining about it, because you have already proved that you're just selfish and don't deserve another title shot. The only thing that will be new and improved on you will be the new cut on your head, the new black eye, the new concussion after tonight. Nothing you say can phase me, I've gone to that place in my head when everything else goes out the window and all I want is my revenge. For the hell you've put me and my family through, tonight is the night when I-

Christian cuts Orton off.



[Christian]
... get a free ticket into the hospital? Is that what you wanted to say, Orton? You know, you already call that hell what I'm doing to you and your family, right now? I'm just getting started, Randy. Your voices will soon be replaced by my voice. My voice will remind you on all the things I did to you in the past weeks. We have the situation where I tried to get in your bus scaring your wife to death. We remember the scene where Mark Henry came down to this ring at the return of the Peep Show and destroyed you. And last but not least we have tonight, where I end your career once and for all. This hell is never going to stop, Randy. My voice will be burned inside your mind and it will ruin all the good moments you're gonna have in the future. You will remember me standing above you with your blood covered on my chest as the referee raises my arm in victory and the EMTs get you out of the arena for that one last time, because this November will be remembered as the very month where Randy Orton got punished for his actions and was forced to retire without saying goodbye to his fans.



[Randy Orton] You think you're very clever, don't you? Do you think you're some sort of tough guy picking on a woman? That's not just any woman, that's my wife. I don't think you'd take too kindly to me harassing your family members, how would you like if it I RKO'd your wife, is that good enough?

Todd Grisham is heard letting out a small laugh, Orton quickly turns to him and says..

[Randy Orton] Do you think I'm joking? He turns back to Christian. I've had a lot of enemies in my career, a lot of people who wanted to permanently put me out. You're a special case because you just keep on coming back, you're right when you say that your voice is constantly in my head because that is all you do when you're in the ring. You talk. When it comes to wrestling on the other hand, you choke. You can't back up with you're saying, I on the other hand feel perfectly confident that I will finish you in the ring tonight. November will not be remembered as the very month where Randy Orton was forced to retire. November will be remembered as the very month where Randy Orton was forced to put Christian out of XWL by any means necessary. Hopefully then you can vacate the title and someone can bring some prestige to it. You shouldn't even be the X-Treme Champion when I think about it, Mark Henry handed you that title and you stabbed him in the back and kept it. That just shows how spineless and power hungry you are.



[Christian]
No, that just shows how much of an intelligent man I am, Randy. I brought the prestige to the X-Treme Championship. This Championship has been around so many waists that it lost it's meaning. I'm gonna change that, though. I will keep this Championship as long as possible and be remembered as longest reigning X-Treme Champion in history. Randy Orton, how can you even concentrate with all these memories in your mind? I know you can not turn your mind off. Every time you're unaware I will strike. And with each strike I will get closer to the win and when the referee finally counts to three, you will hear the bell ringing symboling the very end of the Orton era.

Orton goes to speak, but in a highly disrespectful act. Christian turns his back and walks away, Orton is left speechless. Orton shakes his head and walks off the scene too.

[Todd Grisham] Ladies and Gentlemen, Randy Orton vs Christian is up.. next!

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Christian does it again and Orton stays on the ground this time, Christian throws down the chair with force and begins to take the cover off of the announcers table. He takes off one of the monitors and clocks Orton in the head with it, Christian clears off the rest of the announcers table but as he turns around Orton tackles him into the table and begins to lay in numerous punches. Christian begins to bleed from the head now as Orton continues to punch him, Orton rolls him onto the announcers table and holds on to his head. You can tell he has devious thoughts on his mind.



Orton climbs on to the announcers table and soaks in the reaction from the crowd, he holds him by an arm and begins to pick him up. He goes for the RKO but Christian ducks back and hooks his arms, KILLSWITCH! Christian reverses it and drives Orton head first to the announcers table with a killswitch, the table doesn't break. Christian gets off and picks up the chair that he threw down, and puts it under Orton's head. He takes another one and stands back up on the table. The fans begin to boo loudly as Christian raises the chair above his head and shouts "NOBODY IS GOING TO SAVE YOU NOW!" then slams the chair down on his head with a conchairto with brutal force. The fans go silent, Christian drops down off the table. Orton's limp body rolls off the table, Christian's theme song doesn't even hit as he walks away. The EMT's come down to ring side and begin to check on Orton, he's put on a stretcher and wheeled away as the fans cheer him on the way out. We go to a video package for Dolph Ziggler.

Normal Match



*Kane's theme strikes through the silence that was previously filling the arena and the big Red Machine steps through from behind the curtains as the fans watch him in awe of his size and power. Kane seems determined for a win here tonight after his recent altercations with Mr. XWL, RVD.*



*The big red monster steps towards the ramp with a look that could kill. Kane is certainly ready to kick someone's ass and he begins his walk to the ring keeping that expression all the while. The fans are almost afraid of Kane themselves at this point, and Kane finally reaches the end of the ramp.*



*Kane takes a few more giant steps to reach the ringside area, before taking another giant step to reach right on up to the apron. Kane stands on the apron observing all of the fools in attendance before taking one step and being right over the ring ropes. Kane stands in the middle of the ring and looks out where Rob Van Dam is set to enter.*



*Rob Van Dam's theme hits as Kane had expected, and out comes Mr. XWL himself right now. RVD comes out twirling around as has become expected of him, and the fans chant his name. RVD then proceeds to walk down the ramp before reaching the center of it and stopping just for his special "R-V-D" taunt.*



*RVD then runs down to the ring with the fans still chanting, and upon sliding inside the ring, Kane would take none of RVD's crap and tries to deliver a well timed clothesline, however, given RVD's tremendous speed he's able to dodge it and the bell rings.*

*After dodging the clothesline, RVD goes for a quick side kick which connects with Kane! But Kane feels none of it as he doesn't even move. RVD goes for a fury of kicks with his right and left feet, back and forth and back and forth. Kane seems to feel very little of it and it only seems to piss him off. Once RVD realizes this is doing very little damage he goes for a leg sweep, which only fails as Kane doesn't fall to the ground. RVD changes up his moves from a kick to a punch, but upon throwing the first punch, RVD realizes his mistake when Kane catches the fist. Kane holds the caught fist in his hand and begins to squeeze it with RVD visibly in pain. Kane yanks on the fist that he had caught from RVD and sends Van Dam to the ground. On the ground Kane delivers punch after punch to an RVD who doesn't quite know how to counter the Big Red Machine. The ref walks over and forces Kane off of Rob Van Dam, but as soon as RVD gets to his feet Kane is back at it when he strikes with a clothesline!



Kane sees RVD has little chance, so he lifts him up. Kane begins to laugh menacingly in the face of RVD, but just then as Kane least expected it RVD pulls out of his groggy state and pulls of a sweet super kick! Kane falls to the ground stunned at the move, and RVD sees his chance for a little bit of offense. RVD walks towards the grounded Kane's abdomen where he sizes him up and then lands a perfect moonsault straight off the ground onto Kane! RVD climbs the turnbuckle knowing if he wants to win this match he'll have to put his body on the line, but only as he does so does Kane rise to his feet, almost expecting the move. RVD has no choice but to wait on the turnbuckle like a sitting duck as Kane grabs his throat while he sits on top of the turnbuckle. Kane lifts up Van Dam high in the air. A loud thud is heard as RVD's body smacks the ground and shrieks can be hard from the crowd. Kane goes for the cover on RVD...

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No, Kane kicks out easily at a one count, showing the true resiliance of the Devil's favorite demon. RVD and Kane face each other, staring into the bitter eyes of one other knowing that this match will be one hell of a match. Just seeing the facial expressions of both makes Madison Square Garden light up with enthusiasm. The staredown is broken when RVD quickly runs to the ropes and attempts to springboard off them to kick Kane in the face, and it works! RVD turns away from Kane just for a moment to show off some for the fans, but that's just the type of mistake Kane had been waiting for and he grabs RVD from behind for a fallaway slam. RVD is able to roll out of the ring to catch his breath, but he doesn't see Kane exit the ring through the other side. Kane begins walking over to where RVD is crouching trying to tend to his wounds a litle bit.

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RVD sees Kane almost beside him now, but won't back down to the challenge. Kane throws the first punch on the outside, almost knocking RVD right off his feet instantaneously.

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RVD is able to battle back with an enzuiguri, but Kane doesn't even feel a thing.

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Kane whips Rob Van Dam into the steel barricade at full impact, almost sending it toppling over. And then Kane walks over to Van Dam and raises him as high in the air as he possible can before dropping him down face first onto the barricade.

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RVD falls down to the ground as so much of his strength to fight back has been used up.

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Kane lifts up Van Dam to his feet, and he tosses him into the ring.

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This however turns out to be a mistake when RVD is able to quickly get to his feet and run for an outside dive straight onto Kane taking him down and resetting the count!

It takes a 7 count before both men were able to successfully get to their feet and walk back inside the ring to continue the match. RVD sees a chance to get something going again, but before he has time to do it, Kane has already delivered one massive big boot to Rob Van Dam. At this moment RVD is on the ground, unaware of whats about to come. Kane begins doing his famous choke taunt just awaiting for Van Dam to rise to his feet so he can deliver one of, if not the most devastating finishing maneuvers; the Tombstone Piledriver. RVD is slowly getting up as Kane lurks and stalks him with a sinister look on his face. RVD turns around only to be lifted up onto Kane, Kane prepares the massive maneuver and RVD is oh so helpless. Kane drops RVD head first to the mat with a massive sound of impact and boos from the crowd knowing this is it. Kane can't be heard over the loundess that is the crowd, but you can see him laughing as he folds RVD's hands over him and goes for the pin.

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*Kane gets up as the crowd in MSG is roaring with boos, Kane realizes his work here is done when he looks at the grounded RVD and can do nothing but walk away. As he's walking away Kane glances back at the carnage that is RVD that he left behind him. When the fans see this they can only react in the one way they know how; booing Kane. Kane is now out of sight, but RVD remains just laying on the ground holding his head as we go to a hype video special for our new United States Champion; Shawn Michaels.*

Extreme Rules Match
Career vs. Control


Cody Rhodes Vs Mick Foley


[Justin Roberts]
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOUR FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, AND IT IS THE EXXXXXXXXXXXXXXTREME RULES MATCH!





[Justin Roberts]
Introducing first.... New York's own! Mick Foley!

*The crowd goes wild for Foley who makes his way out. The crowd starts a Foley chant as Mick slaps the fan's hands as he walks down the aisle.*

Jim Ross: Mrs. Foley's little boy has returned home!

Joey Styles: There are no crowds like the ones in New York, and they love Foley.

Michael Cole: Oh yeah? I bet they like Cody way more!

Jim Ross: Folks get prepared for what very well be the most personal feud in XWL today.



Michael Cole: Here he is!

[Justin Roberts]
Introducing next.... from Georgia..... "Dashing" Cody Rhodes!

*The crowd boos as Rhodes makes his way out. Cody seems extra confident tonight and taunts to the crowd as his baggers hand out bags to the New York City crowd. Cody doesn't have much breathing room, though, as Mick slides out of the ring and knocks him down with a punch!*

Joey Styles: Foley is wasting no time!

*Foley pounds in multiple shots as Cody tries to protect his face, er.... mask. Mick aims for the unprotected jaw, but Cody is able to block one. He pushes Mick off and right into the steel barricade. Rhodes jumps right on the attack with multiple jabs. Foley sinks down as he continues the assault, the crowd in the front row letting their displeasure be heard. With Foley down Cody backs up to the other side. He aims at his target before charging and connecting with a giant boot to the head! The crowd boos as Foley falls to the floor. Mick tries crawling to the ring, but Cody picks him up and throws him head first into the steel steps! Mick goes flying over as Rhodes stalks him, slowly walking over. He is on his hands and knees when Cody comes charging again, but Foley moves out of the way! Cody goes head first into the ring post and Mick wastes no time going on the attack. He bounces Cody's head off the announcers table multiple times. Cody goes for a quick right hook, but but Foley ducks and hits multiple strikes of his own. Cody finally fights back and the men begin trading fist on the outside. Foley gets the quick upper-hand and chases Rhodes into the ring. As Mick gets back in, Rhodes goes off the ropes, but Foley hits him with a clothesline on impact!*

Jim Ross: Foley caught him there!

*The crowd cheers as Foley pounces over him and hits strike after strike. The crowd cheers as the referee finally pulls Mick off. He goes back and tries to rip off the mask, but Layla runs out! The crowd jeers her as she slides into the ring. Foley realizes this and gets right up, freezing her right in her tracks. The crowd cheers as Mick points at her. She shakes her head and pleads with Mick, but suddenly, Cody comes back in with a chair and cracks Mick in the back! He cringes as he drops to his knees, allowing Rhodes to smack him in the back of the head! The crowd boos and Rhodes continues to hit shot after shot with the chair. Cody simply drops the chair and smiles while extending his arms out. This simply allows Foley to recover, who has the chair now! The crowd pops as Layla warns Cody, but it's too late as when Cody turns around, Foley hits him with the steel chair! He falls to the mat while Mick connects with a standing elbow. With Rhodes knocked out, Foley slides to the outside and searches under the ring for something. He eventually pulls out a garbage can and a kendo stick. He tosses them into the ring ad Rhodes begins to stir. Foley gets back in, takes a lid, and cracks Cody's skull with it!*

Michael Cole: Oh no! Good thing Cody has his mask on!

*Foley goes bouncing off the ropes, but Rhodes catches him with a low blow! The crowd boos and starts a "You Suck" chant as Foley drops to his knee. Cody picks up the chair again and measures him. He soon pulls the trigger and smacks it right into his skull! Mick falls to the mat with a thud. The referee checks on him, and he reveals that Cody busted him wide open with that chair shot. "The Dashing One" doesn't even waste time taunting the New York crowd as he quickly applies the Single Leg Boston Crab to Mick! Foley reaches out to the ropes as the crowd chants "Please Don't Tap." Mick grabs the bottom rope, but the referee shakes his head no. The crowd boos as Mick tries to fight out of it. Cody shakes his head, but Foley is able to flip over and kick him off! The crowd pops as both men get up, this time with Foley hitting a dropkick! Rhodes flops to the outside while Mick grabs a chair, heading to the outside. The crowd pops as he leans over Cody, ripping off the mask! He smirks before throwing it back in the ring and stomping on him. He places the chair on Cody's face as he climbs onto the apron. He does the "Bang Bang" taunt before leaping off the ropes and hitting the elbow drop! Rhodes flips as the crowd cheers, Cody now being busted open!*

Joey Styles: Cody is wearing a different kind of mask now!

*As Mick gets back to his feet, Layla quickly sneaks up on him and hits the low blow! The crowd boos as she tosses him back into the ring. She tries to wake Cody up, who is laying out on the mat. She is eventually successful as Cody brushes his hand across his face. He sees the blood on his face and his eyes get wide. He rushes to a women at ringside and takes a mirror from her. He looks in it, horrified. He drops the mirror and begins to freak out. Suddenly, he calms down, but his demeanor changes to a flurry of anger. He slides back into the ring and grabs a Kendo Stick, cracking Foley in the back. He begins to choke Foley out with the weapon, causing the crowd to boo. Both men continue to bleed as Foley stands up, still choking Foley, and eventually stomping his head into the canvas! The crowd continues to boo as Cody looks around the ring, trying to find his mask. He eventually finds it and puts it back in, but Foley has gotten back up and he kicks Cody in the gut! He connects with the Double Arm-DDT and goes for the cover!*

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*The crowd lets out a sigh of disappointment at the kickout. Both men get back up, and Cody hits another low blow to Mick! The crowd boos as Rhodes and Layla taunt to the crowd once more. While they are poking fun at them, Foley gets on his knees and pulls out the one and only MR. SOCKO! The crowd pops insanely as Cody fails to realize it. He goes for the Beautiful Disaster, but Mick catches him in mid air with the Mandible Claw! The crowd cheers as Rhodes waves his arms around, trying to get out. It's no use, as Foley over powers him. As soon as Cody drops to a knee, though, Chris Hero and Tyson Kidd run out to the ring! The crowd boos as Tyson levels him with a huge super kick! Foley goes down as Hero goes onto the attack, striking him in the head with multiple shots. Kidd helps Cody to his feet before joining in on the beating. Cody smiles as he goes to the top rope, and instead of hitting a move, he simply lays there! The crowd boos as Rhodes laughs at them and Foley. Kidd holds Mick in the air and Hero backs up a foot before hitting a huge Rolling Elbow! The crowd boos, but suddenly this theme hits.....*



*The crowd pops loudly as the entrance opens and the "Rated R Superstar" Edge comes running out! Cody has no idea what to do as Edge takes Tyson down with a huge clothesline! Edge begins to brawl with Hero as Mick gets to his feet and knocks Cody off the top, sending him to the floor! The crowd cheers as Mick joins in on the brawling. Mick and Tyson trade fists as Edge battles with Hero. Edge and Foley take the advantage and they whip The Resistance into the ropes! Upon return, the both hit a spear! The fans pop as the two roll to the outside in pain. Edge and Mick pose in the ring for a second before going in hot pursuit of the faction. Cody cuts Edge off at the start and takes his knee out on the apron, sending him crashing to the floor. The three members then start to gang up on Foley, sending him over to the announcers table. The Spanish announce table to be exact. Cody and Tyson remain off the table as Hero pours in multiple shots. Suddenly, Edge gets back on his feet and hits a double spear on The Resistance members Tyson and Cody! The crowd pops and chants "SPEAR!" as Edge hits a chop block on here, causing him to fall on the table. Edge gets Mick off as he hops on it himself. Hero is groggy on the side closest to the XWL table as Edge as on the other, singling for the Spear! The crowd pops as Chris turns around, allowing Edge to charge and SPEAR CHRIS THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE!*

*The crowd chants "HOLY SHIT" as before Edge and Chris Hero are knocked out. Cody is the first one to his feet, but he is blindsided by Mick Foley! The crowd pops as Foley sends him flying onto the Spanish announcers table. Mick rips it apart and says "Bang Bang" with his taunt before rolling back in the ring. He climbs to the top and points at Cody's bloody body, with Jim Ross pleading with him not to do this! The crowd chants "Foley" as he leaps off the top and hits an elbow drop through the announcers table! Both men are completely out of it as the crowd is going insane. Layla rushes over and checks on Cody. Both men show no sign of moving as the ref makes his way there. He checks on both men before calling for medical assistance. The crowd boos as the medics come out with a stretcher, wielding it over there. A few guys assist Foley to his feet as they lift Rhodes onto the stretcher. The begin to carry him out and into the back with the crowd jeering. Foley realizes this and tries to fight off the trainers.*

Michael Cole: Thank god someone put an end to this!

*As others assist Edge and Hero to the back; Foley makes a break for it and rushes after Cody. He heads backstage and pushes staff and wrestlers alike out of his way in search of Cody. Finally he is able to find them loading the stretcher into an ambulance and he rushes over there, decking one of the trainers with a punch! The rest of them back off as he unstraps Rhodes from the stretcher. He takes him off and hits multiple right and left punches, and he even throws Rhodes head first into the ambulance! The crowd pops, but as Foley aims for a kick into the vehicle, Cody moves out of the way! He opens the door and grabs Mick. He places his arm inside the ambulance before backing up a little bit, right before kicking the door into Foley's arm! He rolls around in pain as the crowd continues to boo. Cody picks him back up by the head and carries him around the building. After a minute or so, Mick fights back and hits a few elbow shots to the stomach, releasing the grip. He grabs him by the head, and smirks as he looks into the window right next to them! The crowd pops as he launches Rhodes right through the window and into the room! The glass shatters everywhere, but Mick shows no fear and climbs right on the sill. He jumps off and hits an elbow drop right onto the glass!*

Jim Ross: This is just barbaric!

*Somehow, Foley stirs to his feet and grabs Rhodes. He drags him out of the room and, as they are not too far from the ring, he is able to drag him back out onto the stage. There Cody is able to get back to his feet and the begin brawling down the ramp. The crowd boos every time Cody hits a shot and cheers every time Foley gets a punch in. Foley soon gets the upperhand and sends Rhodes rolling down the ramp! The crowd pops as he tosses him back into the ring. He walks back in himself and spots Mr. Socko in the corner! The crowd pops as Foley grabs the sock and puts it back in, measuring Cody! As Rhodes is unaware of this, Layla makes a hasty decision and leaps in the ring! Mick turns around just in time to lock it on her! The crowd pops as Layla tries to get out, but it is no use. The crowd is ecstatic, but suddenly, Rhodes is shown setting up a chair right behind Foley! He grabs him from behind and hits the Cross Rhodes right onto the chair! The crowd boos as Cody covers him..........*

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Michael Cole: You've got to be kidding me!

Joey Styles: He kids you not.

*Cody is on his knees and he is at lost for anything. He begins to argue with the ref. He tells "The Dashing One" it was only a two count as Foley sneaks up from behind and hits a back suplex! Cody flips in the ring, but Mick goes right back on the attack and he whips him into the corner! He comes charging down on him with a huge body splash. Cody sinks a little bit, but he has little room to breath as Foley pours in the elbow shots. The crowd cheers as Mick goes running off the ropes, connecting with a huge boot! Rhodes hangs on the bottom rope as Foley pushes his throat into it with his boot! The crowd pops as Rhodes calls for help from Layla, but she is still out. In a last resort effort, Cody throws up his boot and hits Mick with a low blow! The crowd boos as he gets right up and hits a bulldog onto the garbage can. He goes for the quick cover, but Mick is able to kick out at two. Unable to defeat him, Rhodes picks up Foley and tosses him out of the ring. Cody then goes after him, but Mick is ready to fight and he kicks Cody right in the gut. He tosses him back in the ring before walking over to the steel steps and kicking off the top one. This reveals that Foley was hiding a black back and a barbwire 2x4 there! The crowd pops as Mick takes both of the objects and slides them into the ring. He opens up the bag, and of course the thumbtacks come out! He spreads them with his foot, but Rhodes takes the chance to grab the 2x4 and hit Mick in the back with it, calling him to falling into the tacks!*

Joey Styles: Oh my! How much more can these men take?

Jim Ross: Big props to Cody here, no one expected him to put up this kind of a fight.

Michael Cole: I did! I believe in the Savior of Breakdown! The Dashing One! Come on Cody!

*Rhodes drops to his knees, but he quick regains composure and heads to the top. With Mick back first on the tacks, Rhodes goes for the Moonsault, but the GM is able to get up and pull on the rope! Cody lands groin first on the top before falling backwards right onto the tacks! The crowd pops as he rolls around in sheer agony, but it's not over yet as now Foley is heading to the top. Mick leaps off and hits a huge elbow drop right onto the tacks!*

Michael Cole: This is insanity, wait, Foley is going for the pin!

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*Layla pulls the referee out of the ring! The crowd boos tremendously as Mick Foley can't believe it. As Layla continues to argue with the ref, he rolls out of the ring in hot pursuit. Layla backs up again as he points a finger to her. She pleads with him, but he simply grabs the 2x4 from the ring! She panics and runs from ringside and to the backstage as the MSG crowd laughs at her. Foley hops back on the apron, but Cody takes him down with a huge Beautiful Disaster! He falls off and plunges to the floor with a thud with loud heat from the fans. Cody smirks before rolling to the outside. He looks under the ring, and quickly pulls out a table. He drags it over to the entrance aisle and eventually sets it up, right by the doors, to the confusion of the commentators and crowd. Once he is finally done, though, Foley is seen charging and he takes him down with a huge clothesline! The crowd pops as Mick grabs him and launches him straight over the barricade and into the crowd. With Cody out, Mick walks back down to the apron and lifts up the ring skirt. Quickly, he pulls out a barbwire board! The crowd pops as he lifts it and carries it over to the table, placing it on.*

*Mick hops over the barricade and hammers in multiple shots to Cody. The crowd erupts in a "Foley" chant, but Rhodes fights back. They end up trading multiple shot and they fight up the stairs. Crowd members pat them on their backs as they pass through. Eventually, they make their way right above the classic MSG doors. This is where Foley takes the quick upper hand. He rips off the mask and smacks Cody right in the face with it! The crowd pops as Mick bends over him and begins to hit multiple strikes. Rhodes tries to cover his face, but Foley continues to make the shots. He gives up and he looks around the crowd before reaching into his pocket and pulling out Mr. Socko for the second time! The crowd goes nuts as Foley measures for the Mandible Claw, and he gets it in! The move drives Cody down to his knees, but it is there where he picks up his mask, Mick being unaware. Cody takes one huge shot and smashes it into his head, causing MICK TO FALL BACKWARDS OFF THE DOORS AND THROUGH THE BARBWIRE!*

[Crowd]
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Joey Styles: OH MY GOD!

Jim Ross: BAH GAWD! THAT'S CONCRETE DAMMIT!

Michael Cole: We need the EMTs!

*Cody walks down the stairs and flops over the barricade. He crawls his way over to Mick and drapes his arm over.....*

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Joey Styles: He did it. Cody Rhodes just defeated Mick Foley.

*Both men are down and they aren't moving. Cody's theme continues to play over Madison Square Garden as EMTs and Medical Personal rush out for the second time to assist Mick Foley. They load Mick onto a stretcher and the doors open so they can cart him out.*

Jim Ross: I can't believe it. Cody Rhodes just put Mick Foley out on a stretcher.

*Layla comes rushing out again and hugs Cody, who is now sitting up. The referee and herself help him out, but Rhodes shoves him off. He orders the ref to raise his hand, and he does along with Layla. She claps as Rhodes demands a microphone, the crowd in Madison Square Garden boo him as he begins to speak.*

[Cody Rhodes]
I hate to say it, but I...TOLD...YOU...SO! That's right! I just destroyed Mick Foley. I have finally made things right for myself Chris Hero. Now it is up to me to make my fellow Resistance members and the rest of the XWL Superstars get the fair treatment. You're welcome, New York. Have a nice day!

*Cody laughs, but it is soon cut off as he feels pain in his back, and well all over. The referee and Layla help him to the back as he continues to limp.*

Joey Styles: I'm at a lost for words.

*They continue to assist Cody to the back as XWL November to Remember fades out to a promo for our next Pay Per View, X-Treme Xmas!*

Ladder Match

Divas Championship




AJ Lee Vs Kaitlyn (C)






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The fans rise to their feet, as Kaitlyn's theme sounds throughout the arena, she holds her title tightly, she's obviously endured a lot, she and AJ gave it all they had and the audience shows their appreciation for that.


{JR}
Ladies and gentlemen these two women put it all on the line in this hellacious ladder match, and Kaitlyn was able to come out on top and retain her Divas Championship here tonight.

{Styles}
All while the miss money in the bank, Layla, watched the entire time...Why do you think she's out here? She didn't get involved in the match, she didn't cash in at the last minute to get added, she just stood there and watched.

{JR}
That part confused me as well, even right now, Kaitlyn and AJ are both down in pain, yet there she is, fresh, standing in the ring, but not cashing in?

{Cole}
Because she's stupid, that's why, why else would you stand there like an idiot for over 20 minutes and not get involved or cash in?

{Styles}
Perhaps there's more than meets the eye, perhaps she's trying to mess with their heads? I mean I think we can all agree if she cashed in right now she most likely would win, but she's not doing it.

The referee walks over to Kaitlyn and helps her up, she holds her ribs in pain, and her belt in the other hand, he then raises her arm up in victory, the fans cheer, and Layla begins to slowly clap while staring right at Kaitlyn, who responds with a confused look on her face.


{JR}
Perhaps she's a little cocky due to Resistance coming out on top in the Cody Rhodes versus Mick Foley match earlier? They've got creative control now, she doesn't necessarily need that case to get a title match....

{Cole}
Honestly I still say it's stupid of her to be like this, there she is right in front of her, she's hurt, she's prone, why not take the opportunity?

{Styles}
Maybe winning diva of the year has changed her? Perhaps she wants to win the title the right way? I don't know, but I am intrigued.


AJ slowly gets up, and walks over to Kaitlyn, the referee walks past Layla and Kaitlyn and AJ stare at one another for a minute...The fans cheer in the background, while Layla leans against the turnbuckle smiling mischievously. Kaitlyn re-positions the Divas Championship on her shoulder, she smiles at AJ, who then stares at her with a serious look on her face, before changing to a cheery smile and raising her fist up, to which Kaitlyn responds with a delighted smile and follows up with forming a fist of her own and bumping fists with AJ. The fans cheer even more as AJ then follows by raising Kaitlyn's arm up in a show of good sportsmanship.


{Styles}
It's nice to see that two friends can tear each other apart for half an hour and then still be able to be happy for the other.

{JR}
It really is, you don't see that often, usually one turns on the other in jealousy, but it seems like this bond these sisters from another mister have, is just too strong for a title to get between them.


Kaitlyn's theme continues to play, the two stop interacting with each other, and turn their sights on Layla. They look at her and can be seen asking her what she's doing. Layla simply chuckles, then points at Kaitlyn's Divas Championship, smirks and says "Congratulations champ" before sarcastically clapping once more, and exiting the ring. She starts heading up the ramp, leaving the audience, and the Chickbusters, all in a state of confusion.

{Styles}
I don't know what Layla's intentions are, but she's made her presence felt that's for sure.

{Cole}
The only thing I feel is sorry for her, that she's that stupid to not cash in! You may say I'm hard on her but that was a perfect opportunity, and she didn't take it.

{JR}
Well no matter, she didn't cash in, and Kaitlyn has retained her title here tonight, who her next challenger, or challengers, could be, I don't know, but I guess we'll find out next week.

The cameras then take us back to the ring, where Kaitlyn and AJ ignore whatever Layla's deal was and go back to celebrating. Kaitlyn goes to the second rope, raises her title up, and AJ responds by pointing to Kaitlyn as the audience cheers in support for the Divas Champion. Eventually we fade away from Kaitlyn's celebration and head to a video package for the Chris Jericho versus CM Punk World Heavyweight Championship match for later on tonight.

As November To Remember continues, we're taken backstage where Ted DiBiase is shown talking with Justin Gabriel.

{Ted DiBiase}
I don't think you look like Justin Bieber...



{Ted DiBiase}
You're more like a scruffy Taylor Lautner...Maryse says you look like Rihanna, but I honestly don't see it..Anyways man, don't let that bother you, I called you worse things a few months ago...But then again, if you can't make a few jokes about your friends, then who can you, right buddy?


[Justin Gabriel]
Well yeah, You're right.. But never compare me to some douche out of Twilight.. I mean come on, that's just insulting, man. Isn't it weird us two stood here talking face to face? A Few months ago we'd have been ripping each other apart in that ring.



{Ted DiBiase}
Someone's obviously a member of team Edward...But nah man, that's the beauty of XWL...Once friends, turned rivals, and now we're friends again, thus the circle of life is complete! That is until you turn on me in another tag-team match and align with some English dick..


[Justin Gabriel]
Well, You don't have to worry about that, again. Teaming with Wade was clearly a huge mistake... and We actually made a great team didn't we? What was it? 2 and 0? untill... Well, You know.

{Ted DiBiase}
Ya' think? Before Wade Barrett arrived in XWL, we were quite the cohesive unit...Until well, we'll just say you fell for peer pressure and leave it at that. The important thing is that you realize it was a mistake, and the fans have forgiven you, so obviously I have too. But that's not important, what's important is that tonight you go one on one with Wade Barrett, and lucky for you, you're friends with the guy that knows all about fighting Wade Barrett.



[Justin Gabriel]
I'm glad we can put all that behind us. And yeah that's true.. you did face Wade allot, and I'm sure you learned allot about Wade.. but No offence but I actually want to beat Wade tonight, so I don't think it'd be a good idea to get advice from you on Wade... Thanks though.

{Ted DiBiase}
Hey! I've beaten him, once....But it still counts! Besides that's more than you've got over him...I mean after all, you didn't do all that great in the main-event of the Slammy Awards, especially considering Wade did pin you...

A silence between the two follows for the next few seconds

{Ted DiBiase}
All I'm saying is that a little bit of advice could go along way for you. I want you to win tonight, hell I'm positive all of XWL wants someone to put that arrogant guy in his place once for all...And that could be you, you, the man that he kept so close to him all this time, could be the one to do just that.

[Justin Gabriel]

Touché.. But you do make a fair point. I mean, we both know allot about Wade, so if we put that information together it could be just enough for me to embarrass Wade here tonight. It would be huge for my career if I could be the one who ends Wade's dominance here in XWL, So sure, give me what you've got.

{Ted DiBiase}
Okay so first on my list, he may be a tough guy, but nothing is as tough as his freakishly gelled hair...Have you ever tried to do a 10 punch combo on him? It's like punching concrete!

Gabriel looks at him with a confused look on his face, almost a "are you serious" stare.


{Ted DiBiase}
Okay okay okay, you know you could've at least gave me a pity chuckle for that one...Some friend you are...Anyways, seriously I was actually watching back some of our matches the other night, and I noticed...

Ted suddenly stops, turns his attention to the camera pan, then smiles.

{Ted DiBiase}
Oh hi there, give us just one minute...

He places his hand on the camera and moves it off to the side, instantly we hear feint whispering, along with a few chuckles from both men. The whispering gets even quieter for a few seconds, then the sound of Gabriel saying "Not bad DiBiase" before we know it, everything goes quite until we see someone turn the camera back around towards them and there Ted stands with a cheesy smile on his face, and Gabriel seems to have just gotten over laughing at something.



{Ted DiBiase}
But like I said, it's not much, but it's something he does every match...It never fails, so if you can spot it, you can catch him off guard and nail that little nifty move of yours. The shooting star press right?

Gabriel looks at him with a slight glare.

{Ted DiBiase}
I'm just kidding, I know it's the 400 splash...

His glare gets even more intense.

{Ted DiBiase}
The 720 splash?

Gabriel's stare at this point could kill, and Ted awkwardly laughs.

{Ted DiBiase}
Sheesh man, I'm just playin' I know it's the 450 splash! And it's one of the most impressive aerial maneuvers I've ever seen, or been hit with...You've gotta show me how to do one of those, I could really catch McGillicutty off guard with that. We could be 450 Bros!


[Justin Gabriel]
450 Bros? No offence, dude But I doubt you could pull it off. I'm pretty sure you could always catch him off guard with that Dreamstreet of yours. It's a pretty handy move, you can catch people with it out of no were. I mean, It's not as cool or devastating as my 450 Splash but it's still a pretty cool move.




{Ted DiBiase}
True true, plus it makes for a mean pun! Like I can be all clever and say, it's time to go for a ride on Dream Street! So anyways man, I have to ask this, because well, just two months ago you and I were butting heads due to well your uh, attitude...What changed in you? Like to make you go after Wade like this see things under a different light? You saw one of my DiBiase Posse Parties and said to yourself, " hey, I want one of those!" Didn't ya'? It's okay to admit it man, they are pretty awesome. Earlier they actually had a full thanksgiving dinner out there, I feel as stuffed as that turkey was!

He laughs



[Justin Gabriel]
Not exactly, no... I was just fed up of Wade running his mouth. You know it better than anybody. He's just constantly running his mouth, so Unlike him I did something about it and let my actions do the talking, and tonight will be no different. I'm going to throw everything I have at him, to walk away the winner


{Ted DiBiase}
I know man I'm just joking, he can annoy the best of them that's for sure, but he also packs a mean punch so watch out for that. But I've gotta get going, need to check on Maryse and make sure her ankles doing okay, and then I've gotta go deal with my own little annoyance. So good luck man, give him a knuckle sandwich courtesy of ol' Ted DiBiase, alright?

Gabriel nods with a slight smirk, the two then bump fists and Ted starts to walk off and eventually turns the corner as Gabriel is left stretching for his match with Wade later on. Gabriel continues to stretch when suddenly from out of no where, Wade Barrett delivers a sickening big boot to the head of Gabriel! Wade grabs hold of Gabriel by the hair and drags him to his feet



Wade stands over Gabriel shouting "Never mess with me!" Wade continues his assault, once again dragging Gabriel to his feet but this time, Gabriel fights back



Wade looks down and smirks at Gabriel who hasn't moved. Security and EMTs rush in. Security drag Wade away from Gabriel as EMTs check on Gabriel who is still yet to respond. EMTs continue to help Gabriel onto a stretcher as November to Remember go back to ringside

The theme of the Olympic Gold Medallist starts as the boos and the "You Sucks" start with it. Kurt Angle walks out from behind the curtain looking focused, and stands on the stage before he points at the sky and fireworks blaze off towards it. He walks down to the ring, and slides in under the bottom rope before standing in the middle of the ring, spreading his arms and bouncing and jumping around in the middle of the ring. He eventually stops and takes off his gold medals and kisses them before handing them to the official.



Alex Shelley is the next to arrive, approaching from the curtain and standing on the stage and pointing at Angle. Angle points back and shouts as Shelley smirks then races down the ramp and slides right under the bottom rope. He glances at Kurt before jumping onto the top rope and posing


JR: There they are, one of these men will come out number one contender, and after witnessing what Wade did to Gabriel earlier, it's not going to be an easy task.

Michael Cole: Wade Barrett is one of the most dominant forces to ever step foot in an XWL ring, the list of people that have beaten him is very short.

Joey Styles: Very true, I just think...

Suddenly he stops, all three hold their headsets for a moment, then look at each other with a shocked expression.

JR: Um, ladies and gentlemen, wow...I don't know if they can do this but they apparently can...

Joey Styles: Earlier Cody Rhodes defeated the general manager Mick Foley, thus giving he and Chris Hero creative control, thus giving Resistance creative control and it appears they're wasting no time in putting that to use...

Michael Cole: Cody Rhodes said that it's time everyone starts getting what they deserve, and so according to what we've just received through our headsets, Cody has added Tyson Kidd to this number one contenders match!

JR: He feels Kidd got the short end of the stick last month, Kidd defeated Evan Bourne in a grueling match, yet Mick Foley wouldn't grant him a title shot and instead gave Shelley and Angle the opportunity.

Joey Styles: Well this is definitely going to be interesting...


Suddenly another theme hits, one no one in the arena knew was meant to sound.



"Bed of Nails" hits as the crowd boo, dreading the arrival of Tyson Kidd. Eventually he does, walking a bit slower than usual and rubbing his throat due to the damage done to it, thanks to being choked out earlier in the night. He walks down the ramp still feeling the effects of earlier tonight, and gets onto the apron, but instead of leaping over the rope, he simply steps inbetween them, and doesn't even bother to pose, simply getting into a corner away from Angle and Shelley as they both stare directly at him, and his theme fades off.

The bell rings as Kidd runs straight for Angle and swings wildly looking for a clothesline with what he has left, but Angle ducks and puts his head under the arm, and lifts Kidd and plants him with an Angle Slam! Shelley just watches and shrugs as Kidd rolls out of the ring while in pain. Angle looks at Shelley and mouths "You and me" before they approach and lock up in the ring. Angle hooks him in a side headlock, wrenching on it tightly, and Shelley backs himself and Angle up to the ropes before trying to shoot himself off, but as they run forward Angle keeps ahold of the head and Shelley trips, grounded and still trapped in the headlock.

JR: Angle, with a very painful-looking headlock, the mat skills of the Olympian should never be underestimated.

Michael Cole: Kurt Angle's one of the greatest athletes in our sport, Shelley doesn't stand a chance.

Joey Styles:Don't count him out yet, Cole.

Shelley lands repeated shots to the gut of Kurt Angle, trying to wear him down and eventually gets him to his feet. He lands a couple more shots but Angle knees him in the gut and hits him with a European Uppercut which stumbles him back to the ropes. Angle whips Shelley off the ropes and as he comes back, he tries to hit him with a clothesline but Shelley ducks, and jumps off the ropes and onto Angle, hooking his head for a DDT, but Angle stops it in mid-motion, keeping Shelley suspended in the air!

Shelley looks around as Angle forces his arm away from his head, and Shelley falls but Angle catches him around the waist and tosses him back for a Belly to Belly Overhead Suplex! Shelley hits the canvas and shoots up onto a crouching position instinctively, falling forward onto the second rope, holding his back in pain, as Angle walks over and sticks his knee on the back of his neck, forcefully and relentlessly pushing down and forcing Shelley's throat against the rope.

JR: Oh now come on, what is that? Angle was putting on an impressive performance, and soils it with that underhanded move!

Michael Cole: Underhanded?! He has till five, and it makes no difference to his "performance", because he's gonna beat Shelley anyway!

Angle eventually lets go at four before pulling Shelley off the ropes and hooking his head, preparing him for a suplex, and lifts him up, and stalls in the air as Shelley kicks his legs, and leans back to land it, but Alex Shelley lands on his feet, and with the arms hooked on each other's heads, he plants Angle with a neckbreaker! Shelley gets to his feet and runs off the ropes, flips forward and hits a leg drop on Angle's face before making a cover!

1....

Angle kicks out.

Shelley pulls Angle to his feet and lands some quick knees to his head and backs him him up in the corner, before leaping up and kneeing him right inbetween the eyes. Angle is stunned as Shelley lifts him to the top rope before climbing there himself, hooking up Angle for a Superplex, and knees him a couple of times before hooking his arm over his head, but Kurt Angle starts fighting back, landing left hands to the abdomen of Shelley who replies in turn.

JR: Battling on the top rope, this could be very dangerous for both men!

Michael Cole: That's right, one of them might end up falling onto the outside!

Angle eventually manages to unhook his other arm and lands left and rights to Shelley, and then headbutts him viciously! Shelley tries to hold onto the ropes, but Angle headbutts him again, then hits him with an uppercut on the top rope! Shelley's eyes roll in the back of his head and he falls down to the canvas. Angle looks around at the crowd who are now booing once again as he slowly turns around on the top rope, and stands up, takes a deep breath and leaps off through the air to land on Shelley with a moonsault!

JR: Moonsault, Moonsault! It's gotta be over!

Michael Cole: Let's go Kurt!

Angle makes a cover.

1....

Styles: Gut check time for Shelley!

2....

Shelley kicks out!

Shelley has got the shoulder up again as Angle looks shocked. His shock soon turns to frustration as he starts muttering to himself that Shelley couldn't have kicked out. Eventually Angle seems to go bright red with anger as Shelley gets to his feet, and he quickly and viciously Angle Slams him to the mat. The straps come down as Angle starts yelling at the crowd, who boo back at him. He walks over and picks up Shelley and Angle Slams him again! He yells at the crowd intensely, but he turns around to a kick to the gut!

Tyson Kidd has recovered and is back in the ring as he kicks Angle in the abdomen, and hooks him up for a suplex, lifts him in the air and plants him with a Brainbuster! Kidd coughs slightly and is out of breath as he crawls over for the cover!

JR: Kidd! What an opportunist!

1...

2....

3!



Kidd's theme goes across the PA as he just got what may be the biggest victory of his career. He rolls off Angle and out of the ring, and walks away before stumbling and falling to one knee, tired from his previous match and winded by the earlier Angle Slam.

Michael Cole: This is so great. Kidd won the way you should win, the smart way.

Joey Styles: Smart way?! He stole the victory from Angle in a match he shouldn't have even been in!

As Cole and Styles argue, Kidd uses the barricade to help himself towards the ramp, and he stumbles up it looking back at the enraged Angle, who has now only just recovered. The camera pans to Kidd smirking back at the ring holding his abdomen as November to Remember moves on.

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Credit to Bronz for the write up.

AJ Styles vs. Sheamus

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*The bell rings as the match is over, Sheamus has his hand raised in victory as he smirks hearing the fans in the background cheering him on in his moment after he just won. Sheamus kneels beside his opponent looking at what he's done with his High Cross, but right then as he is looking down on AJ Styles...*
























*The theme of newcomer to XWL, Mason Ryan hits! And Mason Ryan looks down the ramp towards Sheamus who is still a little concerned with Styles. AJ Styles however quickly rolls out of the ring to avoid the powerful Mason. Mason Ryan's attention is drawn to Sheamus who is still in the ring and now back on his feet. Mason raises his mic and begins to speak.



[[Mason Ryan]]
Sheamus, what was that you just did in the ring there? Is that what you call a match? That was the most pathetic form of "wrestling" I've ever seen, I really expected more from you Sheamus... Just kidding, I didn't expect more from you because for quite a few months you've been even less than a shadow of your former self. No one here even knows who I am, they all just refer to me as a second Batista, but here, everyone knows who you are. You had many fights with Jericho this year for the World Heavyweight Championship, and now that I'm looking at you I realize how much bull shit all of that was. You're not World Heavyweight Championship material at all! I am, I'm the biggest, most dominating man this business has seen in a long time while you barely got past AJ Styles.



[[Mason Ryan]]
Sheamus earlier tonight I told the XWL Universe I was going to come out and make an example out of someone, someone who's accomplished a lot. Sheamus, I'd like to inform you that man is you. I am going to go down to that ring, kick you in the gut, lift you up, and powerbomb you right into another dimension where gingers like you can stay. Sheamus you've had your time here in the XWL, but it's my time now. I'm coming to get what's rightfully mine, to show everyone just who Mason Ryan is. To show that I am more than another Batista, I am Mason Ryan. Sheamus, I'm going to go down to that ring, and kick your ass inside and out. I don't care who you are, I don't care what you've done because I'll take anyone on. You see, I'm not afraid of you like so many other people are. I'm not intimidated. I'm the real beast here, I could overpower you using my toe. I've been unleashed into the core of XWL and you're going to be my first victim Sheamus. You're first on Mason Ryan's list. But the question is, Can you handle Mason Ryan?



*Mason Ryan takes a step towards Sheamus who looks on standing in front of the ring. Mason then backs up again and appears to be waiting for a response when Sheamus looks towards Mason before raising a mic to speak.*



[[Sheamus]]
Big talk there Fella for someone who can't wrestle his way out of a wet paper bag. Fella you couldn't fight me if I had already had another match before I fought you... Oh wait.. I did! So I'll tell you what! Get that arse of yours down here and show me what you can do.



*Mason Ryan laughs a little to himself at Sheamus's response that Mason knows not to be true before responding to it himself.*

[[Mason Ryan]]
Are you trying to call me out for a match Sheamus? Because believe me if it's a match you want it's a match you'll get. I've watched you wrestle too many times Sheamus, you overuse the same moves as much as John freaking Cena.I didn't even have time to watch Cena's match, but earlier I bet that at one time in the match he did a running shoulder block, then his opponent got up, another running shoulder block, and then he did whatever the hell he calls his back drop, then he did his "you can't see me" and 5 knuckle shuffle followed by an Fu... Attitude Adjustment. Sheamus, everyone knows what people like you and John are going to try and do, that's why it's so easy to counter you. You're a former World Heavyweight Champion, Sheamus, but the past is the past. And guess what, I'm a future World Heavyweight Champion.



[[Sheamus]]
Heh. As a matter of fact I am. And you say I use the same moves as Cena? That may be true, but at least we can pull them off, unlike you. So what if we are predictable. You are just as predictable as us. You come out here and do what every other big muscled girls do. Just lift your opponent up to show how strong you are and then they just get away from you and you end up losing, fella' you're in over your head against me.



[[Mason Ryan]]
You're right Sheamus, I do lift people up. But I don't lose, I slam them down with impact that you couldn't even imagine. And Sheamus, you're going to feel that impact in just a couple of minutes because I want a match between us here, tonight, at November to Remember. I want a chance to show everyone here how dominant Mason Ryan really is, and to show them as fast as possible because there's no time to waste, because it's My time now. I've been wasting enough time in other companies and this is my time for the major company; the only company that truly matters. Sheamus unlike you I'm gonna work for what I'm going to get. And I will take you out to start my path of destruction.



[[Sheamus]]
Well then little lady, stop your jabbering and get in here and back up those big words of yours!



[[Mason Ryan]]
Alright Sheamus. If you want to call me a girl, then you go ahead and do so because I don't care what a ginger says because they're the true scum of this planet. If you want to call yourself a Celtic Warrior, then I'll go ahead and call myself a warrior to... A Welsh Warrior. Sheamus, if you haven't figured it out yet, I'm a very honest man. And I truly mean it when I say that as a friend I'm concerned for your health in this following match... But wait, the fact is I'm not your friend Sheamus. So I don't care what happens to you. The fact is Sheamus, I'm going to lay you out flat on the mat with whatever move I choose to use and I just won't care. To me right now you're not even a person, you're just an obstacle I'll pass to get where I deserve to be here in XWL. So Sheamus, I think we've done enough talking here. But every fan in this place keep in mind, will Sheamus be able to handle Mason Ryan?

*After that being said Mason Ryan rushes from the ramp to the ring as the referee from the previous match slides back into the ring ready to ref the now taking place match between Sheamus and Mason Ryan. Mason and Sheamus only give a brief staredown before the bell is rung and the match starts.*















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*Mason Ryan stands above the very still body of Sheamus as the referee holds his hand up to the sky. Mason Ryan appears to be done with Sheamus, but he doesn't want him around for his promo so he lifts up Sheamus and then irish whips him right out of the ring. Sheamus lays outside the ring while Mason Ryan requests a microphone.*



[[Mason Ryan]]
Did you see that Vickie Guerrero? Did you all see that? Sheamus could not handle Mason Ryan! No, Sheamus did the exact opposite of handle Mason Ryan, I walked right over him. I dominated him to put it frankly. Sheamus, if you want to be called the "Celtic Warrior" you have to fight like a warrior. I could go knock on a little girl down the street from my house's door and get a better fight than what you just gave me. If Sheamus is the type of man you guys like to have representing people who have been a World Heavyweight Champion here, I feel almost sorry for this place. I came here looking for the most competition I could have, but instead, instead I got this? Bitches please, I'm Mason Ryan, one day you'll all worship every piece of cement I step foot on. I'm going to be the longest reigning world heavyweight champion of all time, in fact, I'm going to break Shawn Michael's record of holding a title for 14 months.



*Mason Ryan finally gets a bit of reaction when the crowd begins to boo him on his newly found ego that wasn't so clear earlier. Mason then quickly responds on the microphone.*

[[Mason Ryan]]
So you want to boo me for telling the truth? Well I could tell you guys all the truth and you could boo some more if you want. Yeah, why don't we go with that. Well the truth to why the same boring generic people always get title shots, while people like me, The Brian Kendrick, and oh so many others before us are overlooked, you know why? Because they're afraid of a change. They're afraid that we're too good, they want their guys to remain at the top of the food chain. Vickie, Mick, and the rest of the headquarters are afraid that if they gave someone new an opportunity they'd have no choice but to give them more opportunities once they caught on with the fans so much more than the same boring people. And they don't want that. But you see, unlike The Brian Kendrick, I'm not waiting for months to make my move. I'm going right after people I know they'll take notice if I beat. Sheamus was a former World Heavyweight Champion, And correct me if I'm wrong, but by beating a former World Heavyweight Champion means I beat the same man someone else beat, someone who did win the World Heavyweight Championship.



[[Mason Ryan]]
All of you people like to think all I am is a big muscly guy, but no, behind the muscle there's actually a brain. And I am 100 percent right when I say that I beat the same man Chris Jericho beat when he became World Heavyweight Champion. I did that, I beat the same man that Jericho did. But why, why did Jericho become a World Heavyweight Champion after beating him, but not me? Is it because Jericho comes out week in and week out feeding the same things as everyone else? Jericho comes out and says he's the best in the world, but has he proven it? Has he literally beaten everyone in the world? Hell no. So he comes out telling a lie every week and that's why he got to be a champion? How about The Rock? We all know... Well, I know at least The Rock was only champion because Chris Jericho being champion was a mistake. Jericho had no champion qualities, at all. I would have believed CM Punk would bring some glory to the belt before, but all he's done since winning it is bring it down some more. First he defended it against The Rock... And now Chris Jericho? Aren't those the same two guys who I just explained why they're the exact opposite of someone who should hold the title?



*The fans boo Ryan for trying to bring a bad name to the people who are so much higher than him in this company, but they don't boo intensely because they don't like The Rock nor Chris Jericho very much anyways. Mason Ryan looks towards Sheamus who is still lying down on the outside, but he's clearly able to move now.*

[[Mason Ryan]]
Don't think I'm done with you Sheamus. I want one more match with you, but I don't want it next week. Me taking you on is too good of a beating to waste on a normal show. I want me against you at X-Treme X-Mas where I'll be giving you the gift of broken limbs. Sheamus, I'll talk to you about this next week, but I know you'll say yes when I "convince" you.

*Mason Ryan chuckles to himself in a way that shows the fans Mason means business with Sheamus. Mason Ryan hops on the turnbuckle and taunts to the fans who give a small boo at the new rising heel. We then fade away from where Mason stands atop the turnbuckle to a quick video package for our upcoming Main Event match.*